~Lukas’ Point of View~
I stared back at the door that had just shut in my face. I was fuming. She was absolutely out of her mind if she thought she was going to ruin my sanctuary with a screaming baby. No fucking way!
When I moved in I bought three units and made them into one. I fork out a small fortune to pay for six parking spots when I only need three. I pay far more in HOA fees than anyone else. Not to mention I’d been here way longer than her. Surely the building owners would rather keep me happy.
I stormed back to my place and took a hot shower, then ordered some lunch. While I ate I gawked at the far wall which was next to my bedroom and likely shared with her living room. It had always been so peaceful here, sometimes too quiet. There was no way in hell I could stand a freakin’ baby ruining that.
It was Saturday but I still had some things to do at the office and it killed me to call it that. I had an office. So fucked up. But I had to keep reminding myself of the big picture. And NO where in that big picture was there a baby that didn’t even share my DNA that kept me up all night.
Jude was actually at the studio, and he might just be the right guy for me to unload on right now. When he finally got out of the booth, the guy he was teaching went ahead and tried to lay down the track they were working on.
“Sup brother, you look like shit,” he said, clapping me on the back.
I needed a joint, desperately. I wasn’t sure if they allowed that here but if not, they would be. I had texted my guy and asked if he was around earlier. While it's legal in CA now I still have a guy that gets me and Slade the right stuff. He grows it himself.
“How do you not look like shit with a baby at home,” I asked, dead serious. He laughed.
“It gets better, I mean sometimes it seems like it won’t. You have to get into a rhythm, Juliet is just fucking amazing. Honestly we really wanted to do it all ourselves and believed we could. But we all need time here and there and we wanted the baby to get used to other people too. We hired a nanny to come in for the afternoons and during that time we can get our own shit done. Sometimes we go out and have a nice meal together, make sure we have time for each other. A few times we got a hotel room and napped. It was the best choice for us,” he said, rambling on.
I rubbed my chin, wondering if Natasha would get help. Jude had a wife and still they needed help, surely she couldn’t handle it all on her own. I went ahead and told him about it all, leaving out the fact that I was on and off getting hard thinking about her. Really, it was ridiculous.
I wasn’t sure why the whole situation bugged me so much but I controlled so little in my life, everyone else always set up everything. My home was my castle and now it was messed up. I briefly thought about crashing with Slade awhile but screw that, why should I leave?
By the middle of the afternoon I was too irritated to be of much use anymore. Why was I thinking about shit like … does she have an alarm system being single with a baby? Does she carry mace when she goes out? Jesus.
I caught Jude on his way out and felt like I had to do something, I just didn’t know what.
“Hey uhm, maybe Juliet could reach out to Natasha to have like a mom day or something you know she lives all alone and stuff,” I said, trying to play it cool.
“Yeah you said there’s no father, that’s nuts. Juliet could stand a mom friend for sure she kept in touch with someone from her birthing class but she doesn’t like her enough to hang out,” he laughed.
Snatching one of Natasha’s cards off her desk I gave it to him and he was off.
All right so Saturday night, I’m off tour. I’m a single good looking rock star in L.A. I shouldn’t at all have a hard time finding something to do.
I texted Slade but he was working something with his security company that he also runs. I texted Corey, he was taking Pearl to the movies and I wasn’t about to be a third wheel. I texted Trey but he was out of town on a romantic weekend away. Fucking hell.
When did everybody become grown ups?? I bet they were all in bed by 11 too. Fuck it, I texted the bodyguard that usually babysits me on tour and sure enough Dex was down for a night out. That’s more like it.
I got home and suddenly wanted to take a nap since I slept like crap last night. It was actually quiet so I laid down.
A scream ripped through my dream and I felt like I was falling, I sat right up with a jolt. The crying continued, and I grumbled. I’d always assumed since I never heard my neighbors that we had good soundproof walls but apparently not!
Looking at the clock I saw I’d actually been asleep for three hours which was shocking. Guess I needed it though. I quickly got ready and ate something, then it was time to head out. We hit a couple different clubs and ended at a strip joint, where it was co-ed night so there were tons of hot and horny ladies. Just what we needed!
Before I knew it, my watch said it was 3am and I was totally shitfaced. Must have been because I found myself in a cab with a chick I just met heading to my place. Breaking one of my biggest rules. We made out for the whole ride and we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.
She was about 5’5, obviously a dyed blonde, nice rack and cute but not like hot hot. I hated overly hot chicks because they had such an attitude and they usually wanted money. I just needed a body underneath me, someone who wanted some mindblowing sex.
We barely spoke as we tore each other’s clothes off on the way to my bedroom and I immediately began to finger her, trying to get right to it. She moaned and my dick stirred, hungry.
“It's my 25th birthday, can I get a kiss here,” she said, playfully as she touched her clit.
She seemed clean, good hygiene which you don’t always find with a stranger. Hardly ever really. I was too trashed to maybe care. I started licking and sucking her as she screamed. I HATED fake screams, I mean do women think we really wanna hear that shit?
“Hey, I got neighbors okay,” I said, and she just groaned, arching her hips into me.
Damn it, why did I bring her here? There was no chance she wasn’t going to expect to crash and I couldn’t have that. I got up and fumbled around for a condom, then I looked down at my dick, confused. My hand went to it as I watched Heather … Lisa … Nikki … whatever her name was groping herself.
“Let me help,” she said, popping her lips and getting to her knees.
Yeah, yeah that’ll work. I sat against the headboard on the bed as she went to work and I closed my eyes while I groped her tits. The damn chick still kept moaning! Like loudly!
BANG BANG BANG
“Shit,” I grumbled.
“Why aren’t you getting hard, I know I’m good at this so it's not me,” she said, looking irritated.
“You go okay I’ll get you a cab,” I said, getting up and throwing on some shorts.
“What? No freakin’ way I haven’t even gotten off,” she shouted.
BANG BANG BANG
I didn’t even need to guess who was at the door, I fully well knew. I fumbled down the hall and threw open the door. There stood Natasha with her hands on her hips, flaming pissed. She looked like she’d been woken up, she was just in a short light blue nightgown. My eyes went straight to her legs.
“Really Lukas? I’ve never heard that before and to hear it now? Are you that spiteful,” she snapped.
“Whoa, why are your tits wet,” I heard, turning to see the blonde wearing the shirt I had on earlier. She laughed like a damn hyena and it was all I could do not to punch her in the face.
Natasha looked down at her chest and sighed, rolling her eyes. She very clearly wasn’t wearing a bra and her nipples were hard. Fuck.
“I can’t help a baby but you can help fake porno orgasms,” she yelled, stepping inside and putting a finger in my face.
“Don’t you touch my man,” the female yelled. Oh fuck me.
“I’m sorry all right, she was just leaving,” I said, using my arm to hold her back.
“You are not kicking me out yet,” she squealed.
When I looked back Natasha was gone and my woody was starting to sprout from having stared at her tits. Great, just FREAKIN’ GREAT.
“Look, this was a mistake. I don't bring women home. You gotta go I’ll get you a-”
SLAP
“You think I’m just a cheap hussy,” she yelled.
Fucking hell is she trying to win best dramatic actress??
I groaned and adjusted my jaw. Man I don’t need this. My head was already starting to throb from her shrill voice. I ignored her and stomped into my bedroom, grabbing all her shit along the way. She was still being ridiculous and I was over it. I grabbed my phone and called the front desk.
“It’s Lukas, I need security up here right away,” I said, and hung up. All the night guys knew me and surely they’d seen me come in with her. Since we were in a cab we went in the front.
“You can’t be serious! Come on,” she shouted.
“Look, this didn’t work out all right. You’re just too much for me, I don’t know why you have to be so damn loud but it's ridiculous. This isn’t worth pissing off my neighbors,” I said, storming down the hall with her crap.
I went to a drawer in my kitchen where I keep a bit of cash handy and grabbed $1000 and one of Slade’s biggest requirements in these situations.
“Sign this,” I said, putting it on the island with a pen. She gaped down at it, her face contorted like she was struggling to read it.
“Oh no freakin’ way,” she huffed, crossing her arms. I flashed the stack of bills and she made a face of interest.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
“You could at least let me get dressed,” she huffed.
“I could have but then you had to go and be a bitch to my friend,” I snapped.
Whatever I felt about Natasha and the baby, I wasn’t about to have some stranger, some chick who was willing to go home with a guy she doesn’t even know yell at her and insult her in the middle of the night like she was the weirdo.
“Sign it,” I said, louder.
“Fine, gimme the money first,” she snapped.
I fumbled through her purse, easily finding her wallet. I took out her license and snapped a picture of it, sadly this wasn’t my first rodeo.
“I can’t believe you seriously just did that,” she fussed, grabbing her bag.
I went and let security in as she struggled to put on her shoes.
“I’ll find someone with a real big dick that works anyhow,” she spat. I shook my head.
“Please see her out and help her into a cab,” I said, handing the guy a couple bills. He nodded and took her arm as she protested the entire time. I went back to the NDA to make sure she signed it, and she had.
Fuck I’m too old for this shit.
but you did it to yourself!
~Natasha’s Point of View~ Lukas messaged me multiple times after “the incident” and even left a couple voicemails. Good … just let him sweat! Yeah the last thing I needed was to be banging on HIS door at four am looking like a shiftless hobo in front of some hot little young thing with perky tits who looked freshly fucked. I hated to admit that the whole thing got to me, not her comment necessarily but just seeing him with someone. It was completely irrational, I more than knew his reputation. I more than knew how he felt about me having a baby. Don’t hope, you idiot. There’s no point. It's obvious what he wants. A paper thin, dime a dozen club girl. The very girls I hated in college, frat mattresses. I’d gained thirty freaking pounds having Louie and how much had I lost? Eight and a half pounds, exactly what he weighed! But that was another frustration. Nobody tells you that when you breastfeed and pump you’re fucking ravenous. I wake up sometimes ready to eat my hand off, I'm
~Lukas’ Point of View~ I practically ran back into my apartment and slammed the door behind me. I had my clothes off before I even got to the shower. Flipping it on ice cold I got under the spray and groaned, I’d been hard as a rock for damn nearly half an hour. I wasn’t even sure I’d ever actually watched a woman eat ice cream before but now Natasha and her damn cone were all I was gonna think about. Why does she have to have such thick perfect lips? A moan that makes you want to go all night? The way she licked that damn thing had me more envious of a fucking food than I could have ever imagined. What was she doing to me?? I couldn’t get involved with her. There were a hundred reasons why that was a bad idea, but I couldn’t get my dick to understand a single one of them. After jerking off in the shower … twice, I fell into bed and groaned. How long was I gonna be able to keep this up? I don’t get feelings, I don’t chase women. Although out of my boys Slade and I were the only on
~Natasha’s Point of View~ “Everything looks good Natasha, you’re really doing great, he’s gained an ounce so that’s perfect. Normally when babies go home that first day or two they can actually lose a bit of weight as they get some poop out and excess fluids, then settle into a routine,” the doctor said. I beamed at my little bundle, he was actually awake but just staring off into space. I was so happy with the positive news that I felt like staying out, maybe I just wasn’t quite ready to go home. My mind already knew exactly where I wanted to go. The doctor left and gave me some space, I went ahead and nursed since even though I did it before I left home, that had been a couple hours ago. I’d had a few errands to run and then waited in a long line to get a car wash. I confirmed my next couple of appointments and accepted a cute bedtime story book from the nurse before heading out. One of my favorite spots to just sit and get lost is a cafe a few miles from my condo. It’s got a f
~Lukas’ Point of View~ There was no way I was going to let Natasha run me out of my home. Or make me uncomfortable at the studio. All the rest of the band had gotten cozy in their new roles and even though this wasn’t ideal it wasn’t forever. Natasha would come back and I’d move on to my next phase. Over the next couple of days I really started to get into a groove and get to know the people at work a lot more. Slade came by to check up on things and seemed pleased. He’d just been to our lawyer and wasted no time at all working out how to dump Halo, which made me happy to no end. “So that just leaves our bigger issue of contracts and bullshit,” he said, propping his feet up on the desk. I knew what he meant, and it was a bittersweet feeling. Feisty had been with the same label since day one. Most unknown bands just need that one person who’ll give them a chance. We had that with a guy named Vince, who’d heard us play in Portland while we were still in high school and couldn’t ge
~Natasha’s Point of View~ WHAAAAAA WHAAAA WHAAAAAA “Ugh,” I moaned, rolling over. My tits were heavy, aching. If Louie didn’t get me up to nurse they would have. “Shhh, shhh, it’s okay,” I heard, snapping me fully into reality. I darted upright and looked around my bedroom, confused. “Don’t wake mommy, let her sleep,” I heard, even further confusing me. There’s a man in my house. Talking to my baby!! I shot off the bed, but the harsh movement made me pause for a moment and hold my head. I quickly yawned and felt all over how tired I was, and the flood of last night hit me. Lukas Trent is in my house. He spent the night here. He slept on my couch. Feisty’s drummer … slept … on … my couch. Without another thought I darted to the bathroom and practically squealed in shock at myself. At lightning speed I washed my face, brushed my hair and teeth then put my mop in a quick bun. I put on enough make-up to make me feel humanish. I really needed a shower though. Louie was still
~Lukas’ Point of View~ I fell on my couch and blew out a hard breath. What the hell just happened? Was she … ashamed of me? A good looking wealthy guy who can’t stop thinking about her? I had just spilled my guts to her about Slade and Holly and even though it was mostly his story a lot of it was mine too. Really, telling her had been like free therapy, I didn’t realize how much I’d needed it. I’d spoken to my sisters about it all a bit over the years but this was different. It was like I saw it all through new eyes. Older and wiser maybe. As I told the story I’d put myself in Holly’s shoes and so had Natasha. I had trusted her, confided in her about something deeply personal. Maybe I shouldn’t have kissed her but it was obvious she wanted it, she liked it. Fuck. Is it about whoever Louie’s father is? Surely her sister knows. That’s gotta be it. Staring blankly at the wall for a while, I finally got my shit together and dialed Slade. I told him everything, and he listened intent
~Natasha’s Point of View~ I gulped as my face likely turned pure red. Men are NEVER this honest. Lukas has no filter and no restraint but it's refreshing. Dating SUCKS like big time. Trying to figure someone out, all the guessing. Why can’t it be this easy? “He's definitely the best thing I’ve ever seen,” I said, really not knowing how to respond to the rest of what he said. Maybe we could gloss over it. “Actually uhm, about Louie? I guess there’s something that has been bothering me,” he said, and I made a face. What about my baby, outside of crying … which I swear he better not bring up … could possibly be bothering him? “Where is his father? I mean is some dude gonna show up one night and make a scene? If so we should get you a good alarm system,” he said, completely catching me off guard. I finished chewing and wiped my hands before taking a long drink. “You mean you don’t know,” I asked, finally. He looked nervous, should I just put him out of his misery? “I thought every
~Lukas’ Point of View~ One Month Later “Aww no, no no no! Shit! Shit everywhere! How does this even happen,” I shouted, trying not to puke. “Ohh damn bro! That’s nasty as hell,” Trey shouted, from over my shoulder. I stared down at Louie, happy as could be that he’d not only crapped his pants but it went up his back and out his legs. Shitstorm of epic proportions. I’d read about this happening but obviously seeing and smelling it in real life can’t compare. “Ohh hell he just stuck his foot in it,” Corey yelled, coming up behind me. “I don’t know where to start or what to do,” I shouted, grabbing at the wipes. “Throw him in the tub,” Corey said, matter of fact. The tub! Right! That would be better than wipes. “Genius! You fuck! His little bathtub is in there, go fill it up like room temp, not too hot and I’ll uhm yeah I’ll uhm…” I trailed off, trying to figure out how the hell I was going to pick him up. Natasha goes into the office for four hours, four whole hours and I get